- Picking strawberries with my man.
- Elijah’s heart.
- Reflecting on nine years of marriage. Looking through old scrapbooks, photo albums, remembering the early days. Seeing that crazy do-anything faith we had. Asking God to renew our faith.
- Gift card to Urban Farmer. Oh. My. Best meal ever.
- Our 24-hour anniversary dream-date. Grand Total: $8. Thank you, Lord!
- Long run with my man. Learning to trust and follow him even when he leads me 6 miles up and down hills and I want to pass out!
- So many life-lessons.
- Our road trip ahead, SO excited!!!
- Planning.
- Preparing.
- Cleaning.
- Laundry.
- First day of raspberry season!
- Strawberries for dessert.
- BBQ.
- Seeing the thread of God’s gracious hand throughout our life.
- Learning to trust, learning to follow.
- Jumping off the cliff.
- Quiet.
- Sound of the river rushing.
- Lazy afternoon by the water, throwing rocks.
- My little man in his cowboy boots.
- Free rodeo tickets! SO excited to take my little cowboy to the Molalla Buckeroo!
- Pioneer books. Many.
- A child’s biography of Paul Revere read over and over and over to my little historian.
- Child’s precious prayers: “Thank you for dying on the cross and rising again and showing us how much you love us.”
- Seeing seeds of faith begin to grow.
- Trusting.
- Clean house.
- Drop-in friends.
- Texts that make me beam.
- Towering firs, cedars.
- Garden flourishing.
- Being on the same page.
- Dreaming the same dreams.
- Unity.
- Grace.
- Hope.
- Love.
- Perseverance.
- Anticipation.
- Afton Field Farm fresh sausage for breakfast!
- Still-warm chocolate chip cookies.
- Falling asleep with Heidi.
- Warm rain.
- Everything abloom.
- Changing seasons.
- Knowing for everything there is a season.
- His timing, perfect.
- Rest.
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Wonderful week! Lemme know when you’re going to the Buckeroo! 🙂
In your birthday post, one of my items was how you make every woman feel so loved by God and you. I love your presentation of “Week’s end with Thanks” for that very reason. Whether you had one drop-in friend or five this last week, each one of those women feel special reading that entry in your post. And I *know* that it was one of my texts that made you beam, despite the fact that there are probably several other friends thinking the same thing. We each feel special. We all feel included in the mundane of your week. Thank you, Kari!
Well my eyes are welling up. 😉 Thank you sweet friend. You ARE such a huge part of my daily joy — thank you for your accountability, friendship, love. You’re a gift!